Release that Witch

"Tilly is an adult!"

Under the leadership of the nightingale, I walked into the lord's castle. The five kings did not expect that the first meeting would be Sylvie. She ran to herself happily, didn't take the gift, and bent over to hug herself. "How come you, now it's autumn!"

"It's no different from winter," Tilly laughed. "What about other people?"

"Lian is building a house for the fugitives. Evelyn and the candlelight should still be in the industrial area at this time. Honey is training the messenger in the back garden," Sylvia said with his fingers. "His Royal Highness has sent people to inform They are."

"Reassured, I think you will see them soon," a sound that sounded familiar but strange, sounded from behind Sylvie.

Tilly looked up and a gray-haired man smiled at himself. His appearance and memory did not change much. His smile and look were completely unrecognizable.

"Welcome to Bianbu Town, my dear sister."

......

Tilly’s thoughts were overwhelming. She had too many doubts to blurt out, but her face remained calm and followed Roland Wimbledon into a room that looked like a study.

"Please sit down," the other party poured a cup of warm black tea and handed it to himself. "I haven't seen it for a whole year. I know that you have a lot of words to talk to me. I am the same... but don't worry," he hopes. The snow outside the window, "This winter is still very long."

She took the cup and did not answer, but sat down at the red wooden table and quietly looked at the four princes.

In the opening remarks of the light, Tilly felt that the brother in the impression could not be said that he was weak and timid, and that the most important thing was to get used to escaping and never think about confrontation. In front of this, Roland Wimbledon is completely different. He is trying to control the initiative of the dialogue. Although the tone is soft and gentle, it is completely the master of the audience.

"Night," Roland is biased.

"But Your Highness..." The voice of the witch was led in the room.

"It doesn't matter, she is my sister."

"Okay," the nightingale was silent for a while, then appeared in shape and left the house.

"There is only me and you now," he smiled and returned to the square table.

Tilly was silent for a moment, "Who are you...?"

She thought that the other person would hesitate, or pretend to be a mystery. I didn't expect him to answer very quickly. "I am your brother, Roland Wimbledon, and the four princes of the Grey Fort." Then he laughed. "I know that I am changing very much." Big, but I am willing to explain it to you slowly."

Tilly suddenly remembered what he wrote in the letter. As for what made me make this decision, what made me no longer indifferent to everything as I used to, and these trivial things can be elaborated when I have a chance. It is probably this sentence that prompted her to make up her mind to come to this remote town.

She couldn't help but tilt her mouth. "I will listen well."

The whole story is not complicated, but it is very exciting. After listening to Roland's entire experience after being sealed to Bianbu Town, Tilly found that her teacup is empty. She took a long breath and revisited the narrative. Simply put, a witch named Anna touched Roland. Through the rescued witch, he saw the evil of the church and the confusion of the people. Then Garcia's assassination made him feel the darkness of the royal power. Even if he was hiding in the corner, he still couldn't escape the maliciousness. He finally decided to change it.

Although this paragraph sounds a bit dramatic, it is barely an explanation, but the problem lies in the strange knowledge, whether it is a steam engine or a musket, it is impossible to know because of the momentary feelings.

"So, the ultimate factor in all this, or the sudden memory in your head?" Tilly asked.

"Exactly," Roland said earnestly. "I know this is unbelievable, but it is.... I was lucky enough to escape the assassination of the three sisters and wake up from the coma to understand this. If I meet Anna. It’s an incentive, so the content in memory is the help I want to change the status quo."

Is it a witch? Tilly thought that the possibility of replacement and control is not great. Sylvie has confirmed that the ability of the witches to help the witches is not mysterious. They have to carry out special exercises every day. No one has the ability to belong to these two categories. Not even close.

The only possibility is occupation. She does not rule out the ability to gain the other's thoughts by encroaching on the body. But this speculation is equally embarrassing. Roland Wimbledon is no longer optimistic about his father. It is also the undisputed Prince of Graysburg. The stone of God's punishment is not rare for him. There are always knights and guards around him. It is impossible for a witch who has no hiding ability to easily approach him.

Moreover, even if there is such a witch, how can you know so many extraordinary things? When she was a child, she rummaged through the library of the palace. She also received several white-spotted, knowledgeable court tutors, but even they did not talk about the use of steam and snow powder instead of animal power and sword.

From this point of view, bizarre knowledge and bizarre encounters, there are some matches.

"How do you prove that you are Roland Wimbledon, not the extra memory?"

Tilly knew that the question was quite rude. If she changed to the former four princes, she would inevitably tremble like a thunder, and rushed to the table to leave.

"Because I still remember the things that happened in the court," the other party's tone is still peaceful. "I think the distinction between a person's essence lies in the unique memory. If a famous witch becomes exactly the same as you, and the memory is different, she is essentially It's still another person. I have a lot of strange memories, but I don't remember where these memories come from. And the look of your crying that I lost on the glass **** is still vivid, so this is proof. He paused. "Of course... I haven't had time to apologize to you. I hope it is not too late."

Tilly was silent, and the Roland in front of her eyes was clean and sincere, just like telling a fact that there is no doubt. Obviously, no matter from which point of view, he is much better than the former prince, but there are still doubts in his heart.

"What is...unbelievable."

"This is normal," Roland said as she saw through her thoughts. "A lot of things would be incredible before I experienced it. I didn't expect that my sister actually awakened as a witch and passed the palace." Everyone in the room. But... As I said at the beginning, this winter is still very long, we can understand it slowly."

This is probably the most appropriate solution at the moment, and Tilly nods. "Then the next few months... I will bother you."

"Give it to me, you will like it here."

(To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 19830124

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